Under the shroud of darkness, the Holy Land Cemetery looks particularly solemn and solemn.
There are many tombstones inside, some with names and some with short inscriptions, silently telling the vivid lives of each one.
The cemetery is full of pines and cypresses. These evergreen trees sway in the cold wind and make a rustling sound, as if they are whispering to the deceased.
The moonlight shines through the clouds and shines on the tombstone, forming mottled light and shadow. These light and shadows move slowly with the wind, as if the deceased is communicating silently with the visitors.
The air is filled with the faint scent of pine, cypress and earth, making people feel peaceful and peaceful.
There is a small pavilion in the corner of the cemetery. Offerings and incense candles are placed in the pavilion. The weak candlelight sways in the dark night, as if it is the soul of the deceased in another world.
Duan De was wearing a Taoist robe, with a serious look on his face, and he offered incense respectfully.
"My dear seniors from the Shaking Light Holy Land, my junior Duan De is now impoverished and in urgent need of cultivation resources. Since the seniors have taken the lead, aren't those burial objects just pearls covered in dust?
In the struggle between great avenues, every step is too late. If this generation comes here to borrow the treasure and divine source for use, in the future, if the younger generation succeeds in becoming an immortal, he must remember that his predecessors have accomplished it.
Thank you!”
After saying this, the fat Taoist priest bowed deeply.
"Okay, done, let me see what good things the seniors in this Holy Land have left for me!" Duan De's chubby face changed from simple and honest to full of vulgarity.
Then he rubbed his hands and took out some things to eat from his arms: a gold-pointing compass, a cyclone shovel, and after thinking about it, he took two pieces of black donkey's hooves and hung them around his neck.
As we all know, under normal circumstances, there are no valuables in this cemetery, so there will not be any particularly powerful array guards. Maintaining the operation of the array requires a lot of resources, and there will be no strong and powerful people to spare.
It hurts to come and take photos of this crappy place.
As a result, Duan De, who was completely destitute and could cultivate smoothly, set his sights on this income that others looked down upon.
According to his understanding, in most cases, there is indeed nothing valuable in this cemetery, but the so-called preciousness is always relative.
For a poor person like him, the cassocks worn by the body, the small jewelry on the body, the broken weapon fragments, the divine source that kept the body alive, and even the powerful-level body can all be sold for a lot of money.
The robes can be sold directly as second-hand, and as small jewelry, the good-looking ones can be sold, and the unsightly ones can be used as raw materials together with broken weapons.
People in the Holy Land naturally look down on those crooked melons and cracked dates, but as a casual cultivator, one penny can be used as three pennies, so it is good to have it. Even his current natal weapon: the compass, is just a lot of messy divine gold gathered together.
of.
As for the bodies of those who are above the level of great power in the Holy Land, it is even worse. Unlike casual cultivators, who practice whatever skills they have, the inheritance in the Holy Land is orderly, and those who can practice to great power have no shortcomings at all.
Physical body, spirit, and vitality are all top-notch.
Even after death, the remains of these powerful people have great effects. The flesh and blood are a panacea for foreigners, and they are great tonic. The bones and tendons are also good materials for refining weapons.
Of course, although Duan De literally means breaking his moral character, he still has basic ethics and he will definitely not touch those remains.
In addition to the most important moral integrity, there are actually several smaller reasons.
First: People who are not from my race must have a different mentality. If you go to sell the body yourself, maybe others will take advantage of you and use you as a meal.
I don’t know what those people think. Don’t they know that long-term cooperation is a win-win situation?
Second: Stealing something is actually nothing, since it is unwanted by others. When the Holy Land discovers it, it can at most just issue a wanted order for the disciples to deal with, and it can also allow the disciples to practice their martial arts experience.
But if all the bodies are stolen, it will be a desperate struggle. Maybe the saint will personally take action to catch the culprit.
You know, everyone will die!
"Oh, I'm such a good person!" Duan De sighed with emotion, flashed the compass in his hand, quickly picked up the shovel and started working, there was a lot of movement, but he didn't panic at all.
He had already explored the road during the day, and this huge cemetery was now guarded by a little girl whose cultivation was worthy of the Life Spring realm. The key point was that the guy was extremely rude.
As soon as we met, he said that he looked old and immoral.
slander!
His Duan De is the most serious!
In this case, as an old man, he must give that little girl a little lesson in love!
After a long while, Duan De packed his bags and walked to the entrance of the cemetery. All the cemeteries behind him were the same as before. Not to mention the soil and plants, there was not even a trace of breath left on them.
The things are all placed in the baggage, of course, because these things were picked up from the cemetery, and they may have some ominous smell on them. If they are rashly put into the sea of suffering, they may be infected with the ominous atmosphere.
This is called professionalism!
Arriving at the gate of the cemetery, Duan De smiled obscenely, put down his baggage, took out a stylus from his arms, and scrawled a line of large characters on the gate: Archaeological master Li Feiyu is here for a visit!
This word is so obvious, the little girl will definitely be able to see it at a glance. When the time comes, she will have only one choice, to erase the handwriting with her own hands, or even cover it up herself.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a crime of ineffective supervision?
In fact, the biggest disadvantage of practicing in a holy land is that there are many and strict rules. Otherwise, people would not be able to pass them down for tens of thousands of years, but these rules are not very friendly to individuals alone.
"Hey hey hey!" Duan De felt funny when he thought of the rude little girl during the day and how he would have sleepless nights for several years to come.
This is called the villain's revenge, from morning to night, not overnight!
After writing the words, Duan De took a few steps back and looked at his ink pen with satisfaction: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, the calligraphy is really good. Like the purple air coming from the east, it is majestic, vigorous and graceful. At first glance, it is everyone's pen. It is worthy of being
I!"
After admiring it for a while, he didn't waste any time and leaned over to pick up the baggage and leave.
He is now only a blink of an eye away from the powerful people in the Holy Land. If he is really discovered, it will be difficult to escape.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Huh?" Duan De exclaimed, looking at the empty ground, dumbfounded: "Where are my things?"
Being hacked! This is his first thought now.
He looked around and sensed carefully. Except for the little girl who was meditating in the hut in the distance, he didn't notice any strange smell.
It's definitely not her! And this person's strength is definitely far above him.
"Hey!" Duan De sighed and clasped his fists: "Senior, I have a great move. I, this junior, admit defeat and say goodbye."
After saying that, the fat Taoist priest left without hesitation.
Although the person who secretly stole his own things in this way shows that even if his strength is higher than his own, he is not much higher than him. In fact, he still has many powerful methods, but if there is a fight in this holy land, no one can escape.
After a while.
Ye Nannan Shi Ran walked out, saw the inscription on the door, smiled slightly, then turned around and walked directly into the cemetery.
Walking to the tomb, the girl's illusory figure passed directly through the earth formation and entered a tomb chamber.
In the center of the tomb is a special crystal coffin, which is crystal clear and emits a mysterious light. Lying in the coffin is the body of a beautiful girl. She is as peaceful as sleeping, and no one can bear to disturb her.
The girl's face is beautiful, her skin is fair and flawless, like gelatin. Her eyebrows are like mountains, her nose is straight, her lips are slightly raised, she is wearing a white dress, and her long hair is naturally scattered around her, matching the shape of the crystal coffin.
The lusters complement each other.
The body is in perfect condition. This is the work of the masters of the Holy Land, who can let the dead heroes rest in peace for a large fee.
There is a mysterious atmosphere surrounding the crystal coffin. This power makes people feel awe, but also makes people unable to help but explore.
Taichu Ancient Mine!
No one knows how long this forbidden land has existed. They only know that judging from the existing classics, there are traces of its existence from the mythical age millions of years ago, the ancient times, and even the ancient times. It is said that there are people living in it.
Immortal gods.
Its name is Taichu, which is enough to show its antiquity, and it is impossible to estimate how many years it has existed. It is said that endless years ago, the Taichu ancient mine was the most famous source mine in the Eastern Wasteland, and later something ominous was dug out.
Nowadays, all major holy land dynasties are mining on the edge of this ancient Taichu mine, which is also a rare source of divine origin in the world.
Divine Source: It can assist cultivation, activate magic circles, and nurture weapons. It is a common currency for transactions between powerful factions.
All items produced in the ancient mines of Taichu, or people who stayed there for a long time, will naturally carry a mysterious aura, which is vaguely ominous and mysterious.
There was once a great master who wanted to explore it, but in the end, for unknown reasons, he became unlucky in his old age. It is said that his whole body was covered with red hair and he was muddleheaded. During a thunderstorm night, he killed his whole family and disappeared into the night.
Later generations seemed to accidentally catch a glimpse of him in the depths of the ancient Taichu mine, but he disappeared mysteriously.
There are too many secrets in this world. If you want to explore those secrets before you have certain strength, you will only get burned.
In the tomb, Ye Nannan looked at the body up and down, feeling a little surprised.
Duan De really has some integrity and even left a piece of clothing for this person. Then she will leave his name at least twice when she goes out for archeology.
Shaking her head, Miss Ye looked serious. She gently reached out her hand and touched the Dantian three inches below the navel of the dead teacher. White mana surged, and a leisurely blue light gradually appeared in her eyes.
This is the Dharma Eye Technique that Lele passed on to her, "Cat Mao Promise Not to Peep". Although the name is outrageous, it is very useful. It can clearly see everything from the spiritual power of heaven and earth to the microscopic world, formations and patterns.
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Half a moment.
"Huhuhu~"
The little yellow cat didn't know when he would come back, so he threw a stone tablet into the shovel's mind with his paw. He came forward to look at the body with interest for a while, and after a few breaths, his head sank and he fell asleep.
The girl withdrew her secret technique, her eyes darkened, and she fell into deep thought.
The major secret realms of this water spirit body are indeed very different from hers. In terms of appearance alone, it is filled with endless water spiritual power and water pattern, and has a strong resonance with the water spiritual power between heaven and earth.
These differences mean that if she wants to, she can directly absorb the water spiritual power to decorate her own wheel sea and other secret realms, and she can also arrange Tao patterns.
But these are just appearances. From her observation, there is a strange power in each secret realm of Duguxue, which is soft, round and endless.
Although this strange power is invisible, it is still invisible to her eyes. The key is that although this strange power is small, it seems to be everywhere, filling every part of the teacher's body.
Could this be the gene Lele was talking about?
No, genes are the essence of the body. The hair and skin of the body are everywhere, but this strange power is a bit like a smaller level of Dao patterns, lingering outside the body and the secret realm.
At this time, Ye Nannan suddenly remembered a book that said that those powerful people would imprint their own path and understanding of the heaven, earth and universe into their weapons, and those weapons would gradually become psychic, and in the end they could even exert no less than
The fighting power of the master.
For example, those immortal dynasties in Zhongzhou, why can they survive forever? Even if the ancient emperors who founded the dynasty die, their weapons can be fully revived through certain means, and they can exert a combat power no less than that of the Great Emperor.
So, is this magical physique like a weapon? As long as you master this supernatural power, you can use the secret realm of your body to forge a unique physique?
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth!
For my brother!
Thinking of this, Ye Nannan no longer hesitated, stretched out her little hand, and used the secret technique Lele passed on to her: "Cats never pick up things." She carefully took out the strange power and put it into her own sea of suffering.
"Wow~"
The vision suddenly occurred, and I saw a blue wave gradually rising from the originally lifeless and dark sea of ink, and then slowly emerged from the heavy and dark ground like a stream, gurgling, and finally gathered into a
Small pond.
Miss Ye's eyes lit up, and sure enough, she suddenly became distressed.
According to her observation, this kind of strange power is all over the body. The key is that every bit of strange power looks the same on the surface, but there seems to be subtle differences.
Under normal circumstances, from her judgment, all the different powers should be able to be combined in a deep-level way to form a complete and huge whole, which should be an alternative Dao pattern.
But this person has died, so the supernatural power has been slowly disappearing. Even if she takes all of it, it will still be incomplete. If she applies it to herself, she can only be regarded as a semi-water spirit body.
Fortunately, the disappearance of this special power did not disappear randomly, but slowly peeled off and disappeared in the periphery. In this way, the Dao pattern she obtained was partially complete, and at least it could be operated and continued.
If it is missing randomly, then in future battles with people, the power circulation in the body will be interrupted, and it will be easy to catch the flaw and kill with one blow.
Good luck!
"Lele, wait until I become a half-water spirit body and we will have a good fight. Don't let it go then!" Miss Ye said confidently.
According to her calculations, her strength must have greatly increased after becoming a half-water spirit. She was evenly matched with Lele before, but now she must be slightly better.
